I spent a frustrating hour or so on Alison's computer trying alternate forms of search and still turned up nada.
I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. Demetrius did a great job of hiding their tracks in the real world, so it was logical the virtual one wasn't much different. And let's face it, I was no hacker with the ability to figure this out on my own. I'd already been searching for weeks, hoping a convenient homepage would suddenly pop up. Clearly I was just wasting my time.
Thunder rumbled in the distance for the rest of the night, jerking me out of sleep every time. By the time the sun came up, I was cranky and exhausted, not to mention worried about Alison and how leaving the party might affect our friendship. Talk about awkward if she wasn't talking to me for the rest of the visit.